Allgemein, Poetry

North Star

Like a wave
Pulled towards the shore.
Like the earth,
Revolving around its core.
Like an echo resounding,
In a cave.
Like a starving person,
I crave.

My eyes linger
On your face.
My body aches
To close this space.
My fingers itch
For just one touch.
Am I asking for too much?

Don’t want to hide
My feelings for you.
They are pure.
They are true.

It takes every inch of
Self-control I possess,
To keep some distance
To avoid this mess.
To fight my feelings,
Not to confess.
I retreat,
I regress.

But my voice is soft,
When I speak with you.
My eyes fill with warmth,
When I look at you,
I know for sure,
Because yours do too.
My skin tingles after
Every touch.
Our little gestures,
They are already too much.

It’s there for everyone
To see.
I am you,
And you are me.

Like a wave
Pulled towards the shore.
Like the earth,
Revolving around its core.
Like an echo resounding,
In a cave.
Like a starving person,
I crave.

I can’t escape
How beautiful you are.
My gaze will always,
Search for you,
My brilliant North Star.

© Virginia Stone

Allgemein, Poetry

The Forbidden Fruit

I see your desire,
It burns in your eyes,
Just like fire.

You caress my cheek
And even by this simple gesture,
My knees get weak.
Turning away,
I try not to sway.

We shouldn’t be doing this,
I was his,
For so long,
Now it feels wrong.

Avoiding your gaze,
I try to blink away
The haze.
I want you so bad,
Thousands of thoughts
Swimming in my head.

As I want to leave,
You grab my arm,
I almost let out
A sigh of relief.

Your fingers under my chin,
You force yourself in.
Can’t hide the longing
In my eyes,
You see past the disguise.

Knowledge is spreading on your features,
How could I be so treacherous?
Exposing myself to your sins,
We’re still in our skins.

No matter how much we want it,
I can’t risk you to get hit.
Closing my eyes
I feel your fingers in my hair,
This isn’t fair!

A smile forms on your face,
The one that makes
My heart race.
I can’t give in,
We can’t let our emotions win!

I try to run away,
But you make me stay.
Gently forcing me
Against the wall,
All my senses fall.

As you close the distance
Between our lips,
I can feel your hands
On my hips.

Passionately we kiss
For this moment,
I’m no longer his.

All the time
We avoided being close,
The craving rose.

Drowning in this
Consuming fire,
We’re beyond
Good and bad,
Most certainly we’re mad.

Following the light
We stopped to fight.
I taste the ashes on your lips,
Burning my fingertips.

© Virginia Stone

Allgemein, Poetry

As Safe As Houses

How many tears will I have to cry?
How often will I wonder why?
How much heartache will I feel?
How often will I wish him to be real?
How long will it take,
Until I break?

How much am I able to survive?
How much time will it take of my life?
How many obstacles will we have to overcome?
How often will I have to run?

How long will I have to fight?
How often will I wonder if this is right?
How much bitterness will gnaw on my heart?
How long will it take until I find my other part?
How many lonely nights in my bed,
Until I’m finally going mad?
How many years will I have to wait,
Until I meet him at the gate?

How often will I yield to despair?
How long will we dare to care?
How much solitude are we able to accept,
Until we amortize our debt?

How often will I be worried sick?
How often will this situation get on my wick?
How long,
Could this list go on?

All those questions,
No reply.
It’s obvious why.

But,
There’s one question I can answer for sure:

How long will I be able to endure,
This pain,
This vain endeavour?

As long as our love seems to be true and pure,
As long as our hearts seem to feel real,

Forever!
That’s the deal!

© Virginia Stone

Allgemein, Poetry

Never going too far

To see you every day
and not to be able to tell the truth,
makes me cry inside.
There’s something,
but I don’t know if this feeling is true.
Am I really falling for you?

You seem not to notice what you’re doing to me.
Will I ever be free?

Your gaze makes me shiver,
your words make me weak.
I could watch you forever,
your gestures, your smile
but I still wouldn’t know
if I want you to be mine.

It’s driving me mad,
I can’t even think clear,
want you to get out of my head,
but still want you to be near.

I’d tremble if you’d touch my lips,
I’d fall for you,
I can tell you this.

Sweet longing is what keeps me up all night,
you’re more than just out of sight.
The truth is,
I’m never going to tell how adorable you are.
I’ll keep it as a secret,
will never go too far.

 

© Virginia Stone